Da Qin: Don’T Pretend, Your Father, I’M Qin Shihuang

Zhao Lang didn't know that the old Dao vomited blood for him.

After getting acquainted with the surrounding terrain, he returned to the inn.

They have come back to death, and they haven't encountered any trouble.

It's just not in high spirits.

Zhao Lang also understands that there are many teenagers the same size as them in this place.

Both men and women are like livestock, locked in cages and selected by others.

There is no human dignity.

For them, this is extremely shocking.

"Patriarch, can we save those people."

After hesitating to die, he said to Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang did not agree or refuse, but said,

"How do you want to save? These people are slaves to others."

Those who can appear in the slave market in a fair manner are all slaves who conform to the laws of the Qin Dynasty.

Open your mouth to death, but didn't say anything.

He wants Zhao Lang to buy these people, but he also knows that as a servant, he can't ask the Patriarch.

Zhao Lang touched his dead head and said,

"I will give you fifty taels of gold, and you are the master."

My eyes lit up when I was going to die, and he said with great joy,

"Thank you Patriarch!"

Zhao Lang's eyes flickered at this time, and he continued,

"But I want you to think about the key points. Tomorrow we will leave at noon. It is up to you to decide whether or not to buy these people."

Hearing this, he was so glad to die, but was stunned.

"Patriarch, what's the key to this?"

Zhao Lang smiled without saying a word, turned and left, leaving to die alone, frowning and thinking.

They just got here, and there was no good person in the slave market.

They look weak on the surface, and if they leak money rashly, they will definitely be missed.

But Zhao Lang is going to die and think clearly that he will always have to take his own role in the future.

Back in the room, Zhao Lang took out his own spear to kill Powolf and began to wipe it carefully.

This is a must-have item every day. According to his teacher, a sharp weapon is alive and only sincere to it.

It will help you.

Zhao Lang didn't think so Fantasy, his understanding is that the more you understand own weapon, the better you can use it naturally.

Soon, night fell.

Before Zhao Lang went to bed, he went to every room and looked at it. Everyone performed their duties. There was no problem.

He was still scratching his hair, thinking of Zhao Lang's words.

Zhao Lang didn't care about him, put the spear beside the bed, and lay down to rest.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden noise in the inn.

"The female snitch is here again! The female snitch is here again!"

Zhao Lang opened his eyes very vigilantly, reaching out and grabbing the spear beside him!

He turned over and left the room.

I saw that the inn was brightly lit, and all the residents were like him, standing at the door of the room with weapons.

Xu Yue, a few people who died also stood up.

"How are you?"

Zhao Lang asked.

"Patriarch, we are all right."

Several people returned.

"Be careful."

Zhao Lang said.

Then, with suspicion, he turned his gaze into the lobby of the inn and shouted at Xiao Er who was a female snitch.

where is this place?

The inn of the traffickers!The residents are extremely evil people!

Even the shopkeepers themselves are sturdy people in order to take care of the slaves of the tenants.

What kind of thief, dare to stare here? And if he heard correctly, the other party is still a female thief?

At this time, a shop assistant ran in crying and said,

"Everyone's goods ran away a lot."

Hearing this, the shop owner's face paled, he would have to lose a lot of money this time, cursing,

"Damn it! Didn't you let you take care of it?"

The shop Xiaoer said bitterly,

"It's not that you don't know the strength of this female thief. Where we have been able to fight, we can only rely on more people to drive her away."

"But this time she actually used Mongolian sweat medicine. When I was younger, I was awake, and she had rescued many people!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's heart suddenly moved slightly.

Why do you sound so familiar with this style of behavior?

The owner also knew that Xiaoer was right, so he cursed badly and said to the residents,

"Everyone, today it is a disadvantage for the small shop to take care of it. According to the rules, I am willing to pay you two levels of losses."

Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged man with scowling eyes in the daytime scolded him.

"Old stuff! You said it is light! Daddy finally lost someone who was so easy to catch!"

"You only lose two layers in one sentence?"

Other residents also shouted angrily.

Seeing the chaos of the scene, the owner suddenly patted the table and said,

"Everyone! Paying two levels is the rule!"

"Furthermore, if there is nothing wrong with your goods, you don't have to worry about losing too much!"

"Although this female snitch is hateful, she also has rules!"

"As long as the source of the goods is compliant, she will not interfere too much!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lang frowned slightly.

This doesn't sound like that woman's style anymore, after all, when did she make sense?

But the residents changed their colors and shouted,

"Old stuff! What do you mean!"

The middle-aged man with eyebrows and squirrel eyes even said with red eyes,

"Daddy! Daddy told you clearly! There are a few clean guys in this business!"

"If you can find a resident who has no loss! You don't have to pay for the loss of daddy!"

"If not, you want to use this reason to trick me into waiting! Who knows if you are in collusion with the female snitch!"

The residents responded in a hurry.

The shop owner saw nothing to do, and at this time a shopkeeper ran up to him and said something.

The owner's eyes lit up, he glanced at Zhao Lang's position, and then said,

"Okay! That's what you said!"

He pointed to Zhao Lang and said,

"This nobleman's goods are not missing!"

"Explain that his goods are all legitimate!"

In an instant, all the residents looked at him with unkind expressions.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang's eyes suddenly changed, and he said,

"Shopkeeper, you can't talk nonsense!"

The owner knew he was at a loss, but he couldn't take care of it at this time.

Offending a half-year-old boy with a raw face, or offending so many fierce residents.

This choice is easy to do.

The owner said with a smile,

"If you don't believe me, you can check the accounts yourself!"

"Our noble man, but a good man."

The eyes of other residents got worse.

Good guy?

Here is what it means to stay with a lamb!

These people are the nemesis of good people!

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang's eyes became colder.

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